Lu Ming

People can investigate international drug dealers, international money laundering, and international arms smuggling, so why can't they investigate an international "luxury" business?

Oh, by the way, a certain businessman once actually purchased a large amount of arms, even Italian guns; in addition, there are rumors that this person has also handled international human trafficking... Maybe he is an international smuggler and arms dealer.

You see, if you don't check, you don't know. If you check casually, in this mature world, as long as you do something, you can't hide your traces no matter what.What's more, the surname Cao had no experience in driving ducks to the shelves at the beginning, leaving too many traces.

In fact, Mr. Cao is not afraid of being regarded as an arms dealer/smuggler/smuggler by the world.What Mr. Cao is afraid of is the investigation triggered by this, and his biggest secret will be found out.

Mr. Cao, who wanted to understand all this, completely stopped immigration and arms trade in the next two years.Businesses, including luxury goods, also closed down, and changed to the less conspicuous log trade.

Even in the log industry chain, he no longer "smuggles" those precious woods that are likely to cause safety supervision and suspicion, but instead changes them to ordinary public materials.

But in this way, without the violence brought about by luxury goods, he would be "disappeared by everyone".

In the old world, Cao Chuan finally stabilized the situation, enough to make him a real rich man without worrying about food and clothing.However, his wealth accumulation speed, not to mention compared with Ma Yun and the like, even if it is one or two steps lower than those rich people who have been in the news, is still useless.

In the old world with a mature system and a prosperous technology, there are too many rich people, too many political figures, and too many systems that a nouveau riche like Cao Chuan can't afford to offend.

In addition, there is actually not much room for upstarts left in the old world.After all, Cao Chuan was just a third-rate university graduate.Except for the ring adventure that came to him, in terms of real level, he does not have the personal ability to become a big boss.

In other words, in Cao Chuan's life, in the old world, being an anonymous rich man was the ultimate goal.If you think about it further, it is impossible to go into business or politics.

The secret of the ring is an innate restriction, and Cao Chuan belongs to the kind of person who refuses all attention and exposure.If you want to take another step forward, you can only honestly wait for the next generation to grow up.

Putting aside the confusion brought about by a good life, when Cao Chuan calmed down and analyzed the stakes, he was shocked to find that the old world, which he only regarded as a gas station at the beginning, seemed to be the final destination?

It is true that the New World is currently a place that does not even have a flush toilet, so the lower limit is very low...but if you think about it the other way around, the upper limit is also high! ?

Because the traversers have the scientific and technological materials and development experience accumulated in the old world for thousands of years, in the future, the new world can embark on the road of ultra-high-speed development without damaging the environment or taking detours.

Perhaps in less than 100 years, the new world will become a beautiful homeland dominated by the Han people, rich in resources, beautiful environment, and technological level comparable to the old world.

So as the sole master of the country, even in name, isn't that a one-step process?You still need to worry about what investigations will be exposed, let alone how future generations will break the glass ceiling!

No need to work hard!Born in Rome!

After suddenly thinking about all this, Cao Chuan also regretted his previous short-sightedness.But don't blame him, very few people think so long at the stage of getting rich.If you want to lose weight, you have to have the opportunity to eat first, right?

Fortunately, it is not too late.Mr. Cao, who had learned from the painful experience, decided to make up for it, and hurried back to contact a wave of "officials", inspected a group of countries, and seriously became the emperor for a while.

Thus, Emperor Cao disregarded the default rules and rushed to the scene of the snow disaster with a large amount of personal supplies to personally "consolate" Li Dazui and other cadres who were fighting on the front line of the disaster relief. A group of traitors is a must!

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After listening carefully to Mr. Cao's mental journey, Xia Xianze let out a sigh of relief.Looking up at the watch on the wall, before I knew it, it was already two o'clock in the night.

At this moment, Xia Xianze felt in a daze the feeling that when the two of them crossed for the first time, Mr. Cao stretched out his finger and told him a story about the ring.

"So, you still intend...to participate in politics, but within a reasonable framework." Xia Xianze seemed to have figured it out after being silent for a long time, and his expression became much more relaxed, and he said slowly, "It's okay for me to say that, right? CEO Cao?"

Cao Chuan nodded: "No problem, my original promise is valid, and I will not break the rules."

Speaking of this, Cao Chuan added: "In other words, my current mentality is the mentality that a constitutional emperor should have. The previous one is actually a bastard who is absent from work and paddling, and is not qualified."

Xia Xianze nodded and said, "If that's the case, then there's no problem with me. What's yours is yours after all. No one can take it away. I will cooperate with you."

Cao Chuan beamed and said, "Lao Xia, this time, let's work together as a monarch and minister to do a good job."

Xia Xianze smiled: "Let's go through the latest meeting first. It's just as soon as you think about it... Well, it's just in time."

Chapter 618 General Assembly ([-])

"Ah... ahhh!~"

After the loud sneeze, Yao Jianshe, with a stubble on his face, took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose, then pulled up the collar of his blue fine woolen coat to wrap himself up a little more tightly.

At this moment, Yao Jianshe is sitting on the bow of a large sea-going ship watching the scenery.Although he sneezed just now, his attention was still focused on his eyes: "Flying snow in Lingnan Hengjiang, a spectacle, a spectacle!"

Today is November 1632, 11.As one of the Big Three in the north, Tianjin Station Master Yao Jianshe actually sailed south by boat at the end of last month.

Stopping and stopping along the way, before passing by Shanghai, Yao Jianshe disembarked for two days to investigate, and then returned to Guangdong by the north wind.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the sea boat entered the Pearl River, he encountered a common winter scene in the northern country at the border of the southern country: heavy snow.

Although he had received meteorological information from the south before, Master Yao was instantly interested when he saw the snow covered the river in the south of the Five Ridges.So he just sat on the bow of the boat, shaking his head at the snowflakes flying all over the river, getting angry... he almost wrote a poem.

It's a pity that until the ship docked, the adults didn't write even a doggerel of the level of "Looking at the Black Mountain from a distance like a stick"... Who made this guy not take classes well back then, and went to work in the society early.

Not long after, the large ship from Shanghai Port slowly docked at the passenger terminal in Guangzhou New District.

As soon as the ship docked, high-level people like Yao Jianshe naturally got off the ship immediately without queuing.He walked like a car, surrounded by as many as seven or eight guards, and stepped on the pedals against the snowflakes blowing in the cold wind to get on the pier.

There are sheds and registers on every wharf as usual.This kind of on-duty team is usually composed of several departments. In the shed, there are not only civil servants with big caps sent by the Civil Affairs Bureau, but also a police team wearing soft armor and armed with live ammunition. There are ropes to bind people in the corner.

The registration team deals with all kinds of people at the pier every day, and their eyes are poisonous.Even if you look at it from a distance in the erratic snowflakes, you can guess who the person is probably.So when Yao Jianshe and his party entered the shed, what they saw were standard staff members sitting upright and performing official duties.

Civil servants were right in their guesses.The registrar wearing a big blue cap immediately saw the red-covered ID book that the tall gentleman wearing a top hat opposite him took out from the inner pocket of his cloak.

The red cover certificate issued only by traversers is the top customs clearance "waist card" known to all indigenous civil servants.Before the registrar could speak, Yao Jianshe held up the certificate in front of him, flipped his fingers, and opened the inside page of the certificate.

High-resolution bust photos and identity cards made of anti-static film on the surface cannot be imitated at all on this plane.The registrar only needs to scan in an instant, without looking at the text carefully, and confirms the identity of the visitor from the subtle "shadow picture" and the unique texture of the inner waist card.

Then, all the "gentlemen" in the shed stood up and saluted collectively: "Hello, sir!"

Yao Jianshe was used to being a boss, so he didn't care about this kind of scene at all. He waved his hand and made a request: "Well, prepare a car for me. I'm going to the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

He knew that most of the traversers used the special pier to get in and out, but merchant ships like him could only dock at the public pier, so he needed an official car now.

"Yes! Dispatch immediately."

Not long after, a four-wheeled carriage specially used to carry dignitaries drove over from the special pier.

The carriage went to the administrative district along the widest central avenue.The administrative area is not something that ordinary natives can roam around at will. Fortunately, Yao Jianshe has a big red certificate, and he finally arrived at his own workplace without hindrance: the General Intelligence Bureau located near the East Square of Zhongxin Street.

Today's General Intelligence Bureau has long since moved from No. 76 in Tainan to Guangzhou New District, and its current house number is No. 11, Guangfang Road.

The General Intelligence Bureau, which doesn't even have an official signboard, looks like an ordinary two-story compound from the outside.The door is an old wooden door painted with blue paint, and there is an old man dozing off at the door as a guard.

However, as soon as Yao Jianshe stepped into the gate, he saw secret whistles on both sides.Then, relying on his rich experience in deployment and control, he found the on-duty sniper at the commanding height before he walked into the building.

Yao Jianshe met Dai Yun, the boss of the General Administration, in the building.

Dai Yun attached great importance to Yao Jianshe, an expatriate feudal official, and would hold Yao Jianshe's hand and ask non-stop as soon as they met, and his words were cordial inside and out.

Yao Jianshe is also very happy here. After all, the new district is now the hometown of expatriates like them, and it is naturally a good mood to go back to their hometown to visit relatives.

The pleasantries belong to the pleasantries, the most important debriefing work is still to be done.Later, Yao Jianshe first took out a USB flash drive: this is a series of reports on all the important work of the northern trio in the past year.

In addition, there are other data in the U disk.Top-secret information such as the list of indigenous intelligence agents developed by the trio in the north, the hoarded material data, and the indigenous officials they recruited are all in this small USB flash drive.

Oral presentations will follow.No matter how many paper reports are written, it cannot replace the language communication between the two parties.Dai Yun asked very detailed questions, and Yao Jianshe also answered them carefully.

In this way, a full two hours passed, and it was almost dinner time that this work report came to an end... It's not that the work report is over, it's just that the general report is over, and then both parties will find time to do special projects in batches report.

There was no way, the northern trio represented by Yao Jianshe had too complicated a job.

You must know that even Yao Jianshe, the stationmaster of Tianjin Station, who seems to be the most inconspicuous among the trio, works in the north not only in the important city of Tianjin, but in fact all the areas south of Tianjin, and even the borders of Shandong. Yao Jianshe is in charge of affairs such as , infiltration, and material deployment.

Not to mention the other two.Xue Haiyuan, the head of the Beijing Station, was in charge of the intelligence affairs and united front affairs of the entire Ming Empire, and was also responsible for the establishment of slaves in the north, Mongolia, the Nine Borders, and the Guanning Group.

Zhang Zhongqi was in charge of the military.The entire north is subordinate to the armed forces of the traversers, including the cavalry battalion directly under Tianjin, Li Jichun's department in Yongping, Kong Youde's Li Jiucheng department in Dengzhou, Mao Chenglu's department in Guanglu Island, etc. The military forces deployed in the north are all controlled and deployed by Zhang Zhongqi.

In addition to their own work, the trio is also responsible for local trade and construction matters. It can be said that they are all generalists in the military and government.

This is why only one person is sent for the debriefing.The trio is really too busy to get away.

At dinner time, Dai Yun naturally wanted to set up a banquet for Yao Fengjiang to welcome him.Today's banquet is a top-notch seafood banquet, and the participants are of high grade. Basically, all the time travelers at home from the intelligence community came.

While everyone was drinking, they talked about the upcoming conference.

Speaking of which, this meeting was full of twists and turns.

The plan that had been brewing for a long time was held as early as last month, October.Unexpectedly, just before the meeting, many places in Guangdong suddenly encountered extreme blizzard disasters.As a result, a certain force that was doing its best to relieve the disaster put the meeting on hold.

Next, Xia Shoufu, who planned to hold a meeting at the beginning of this month, suddenly put the meeting schedule on hold again.During this period, he frequently met with his party members to discuss and communicate in secret. It was only after he felt that he was sure about the new constitutional issues concerning the emperor that he announced the exact time of the meeting a few days ago: November 11th.

That is, 3 days after Yao Jianshe reported his work today.

Yao Jianshe, who only found out about this at the banquet, was pleasantly surprised.

When he came to the new area this time, he was originally here to report on his duties on behalf of the northern trio.For the meeting that the cabinet has been planning, the northern trio can't get the exact time at all, and they can't talk about arriving at the meeting in time. They can only use telegrams to convey news and opinions during the meeting.

It never occurred to me that by accident, Yao Jianshe just happened to meet this time.

After the banquet, Yao Jianshe returned to rest in the community room assigned to him.

After one night, the next morning, Yao Jianshe didn't dare to delay, and went out to the Ministry of Internal Affairs early in the morning.

It is said that because the time-traveling forces are too young, the construction of administrative institutions has always been chaotic, lacking foresight.

It didn't take long for the various police and intelligence departments that had been set up one after another to have multiple branches and unclear division of powers. Then the cabinet had no choice but to add a minister of the interior to manage a cadre of military and police specials.

Yao Jianshe's core position is the Tianjin station station manager. After he returned to the base camp, the first thing he did was to report to the General Intelligence Bureau.But then he will go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to report to the BOSS.

The Minister of Internal Affairs was also one of the early transmigrants, named Deng Xin.This person wears a pair of gold-rimmed eyes, is gentle and gentle, and has been the director of the big office since the beginning of time travel.Later, after the establishment of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he was nominated by Xia Xianze and transferred to the post of Minister of Internal Affairs.

Deng Xin who met Yao Jianshe was also very enthusiastic.Unlike Dai Yun of the General Intelligence Bureau, Deng Xin, who has been engaged in administrative work for a long time, focuses more on social issues such as the state of the government and the people in the north of the Ming Dynasty, social conditions, business and trade, and even refugees and northern peasant uprisings.

On the contrary, Deng Xin was not very interested in Yao Jianshe's job.

Yao Jianshe saw that the "Shangguan" had different concerns, so he naturally went downstream and focused his report on the social work in the north.

The whole report lasted about 50 minutes—this is already a long time, after all, there are many powerful departments under the jurisdiction of the Minister of Internal Affairs, and there are still big bosses waiting to do things outside.

After coming out of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Yao Jianshe went to the cabinet to meet the chief assistant without stopping.

If it was left in the past, Mr. Shoufu must have spent a little more time listening to the reports of the core figures in the north.However, the general meeting is just around the corner, and the focus of Mr. Shoufu's current work has shifted to issues and parties, and he doesn't have much energy to take care of the situation in the north.

So Master Yao was sent out of the prime minister's residence in less than 5 minutes.

After that, Mr. Yao Jianshe, who was calling the wind and calling for the rain in the north, stomping his feet and stomping the people of Tianjin, who was too scared to ignore the dog, started a continuous road of "running the ministry"... I don't know how big the official is until I reach the new district.

Fortunately, three days later, the "Second All Traversal Conference", which was watched by thousands of people... hundreds of transversals, was finally held in the parliament building.

Yao Jianshe also dressed himself up vigorously, with his chest and belly raised, and sat in the intelligence circle, listening to the report with peace of mind.

Chapter 619 Assembly ([-])

In the cold night, the wind blows, and the snow only rustles when stepped on.The cold moon is loose, and the land of the southern country is white and clean.

In the early morning, the silence of the snowy night was broken by the voices of early risers.The worker pushed open the door, took a breath of cold air unaccustomed to it, then rubbed his face, tightened his thick and warm yellow cotton coat, and went to work in the cold.

Stepping out of the dormitory area on finely crushed snowflakes, the workers met fellow workers who were going out at the same time.While talking about the snowfall last night, everyone merged into the trend of Shang Gong.

Except for the Central Avenue and the other two main roads that support the facade, all the secondary roads in the new area are paved with red bricks or cinders.As a result, the commuters gathered on the red brick road every morning have also evolved into a unique industrial flow in the [-]th century, just like the army of bicycles in later generations.

Today however is different.

When the workers gathered from various tributaries to Central Avenue to get a ride, they found that all intersections were full of "tolerances" in uniform.

The indigenous workers who can have the right of abode in the new area are all "old people" who have worked for Dashuai Cao for a long time, and they know the type of tolerance very well.

The ones in blue coats and cotton caps are "policemen".This is the marshal's private yamen servant, who belongs to the two classes of "Zao and Kuai".I deal with a lot of indigenous people on weekdays, which is a kind of tolerance that everyone is familiar with.

Secondly, there are "strong squads" wearing gray uniforms and holding all kinds of hot and cold weapons... There is a security guard in the new district.This tolerance is usually responsible for apprehending robbers and patrolling the streets at night, and all of them are tall and big men.

Policemen in gray clothes also belong to the kind of people that the workers are familiar with, because everyone can often see the live broadcast of their generation arresting heroes from all walks of life on the street.

Finally, among the many errands on duty at Jiekou, there are "Lijia and Baozheng" that the workers are most familiar with... The new district is called the director of the Street Office and his staff.

Since almost everything in life has to be handled by the sub-district office, in the eyes of many aboriginal workers, the director of the sub-district office is probably a luxurious figure second only to Marshal Cao.

However, today the master director changed his usual easy-going appearance.I saw him with a cold face, an iron whistle in his mouth, and a red armband on his arm.As soon as he saw the workers coming out from the corner of the street, he immediately blew the iron whistle in his mouth and waved the small flag in his hand at the same time.

The biggest difference between workers and peasants is that the working class has strong organizational discipline and knows how to work as a team.

Workmates in the seventeenth century also had this gene.Seeing the whistle and the small flag, they involuntarily started to line up, just like they usually line up at the construction site to turn around.

Soon, the workers who lined up marched in the direction of the baton.

At the same time, the sub-district office announced loudly with an iron horn: Martial law will be enforced in the area south of Zhongxin Street from now on, some bus routes will be suspended, and all residents must travel to designated places.

Things like martial law and traffic control were not unfamiliar to the ancients.The so-called "close the nine gates and arrest the whole city" is equivalent to the martial law of later generations.

Although this kind of thing doesn't happen often in the new district, in order to improve the ability to respond to emergencies, the district government has also held several drills.After hearing the horn, the disciplined and obedient workers lined up and walked obediently to the designated street intersection to board a bus.

However, being disciplined does not mean being able to control one's own mouth.There was a lot of chatter in the queue along the way, and everyone speculated about what happened. Could it be related to the heavy snowfall that has never happened in a century?

Speculation peaked after the soldiers appeared.

With the sound of neat footsteps, the soldiers of the brigade ran over from far to near.These soldiers are stationed in the new area, and the workers who are close to each other usually wake up in the wake-up calls of the battalion soldiers, so everyone is no stranger to them.

People know that this battalion is Cao's servant.All of them are young and strong, wearing leather boots and green woolen coats, with rifles on their backs, and a blue-gold badge on their shoulders that is not available in other arms.

Next, the big man "Baihu" with a thick northern accent gave an order, and the soldiers stopped in an orderly manner, and then began to line up, deploying defenses along the main street of the administrative district.